Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 372

Chapter 372 Lisa: Ava's Camp

LISA

After miles of walking, the sun is pretty high in the sky.

I'm too exhausted to shove back layers to take a peek at my watch, plus I really don't want to know what time it is. If it's too early, I'll know we're still ages from seeing Ava. If it's too late, I'll be even more exhausted knowing how long we've been trudging through the snow.

Better to just keep going as my lungs burn and my whole body aches. I really thought I was ready for this, but I'm not in as good of shape as I'd thought.

Kellan's doubtful stare when I asked to come along is really making sense.

"Don't worry." Mira's friendly voice tells me she's back. Sometimes she roams ahead, helping break trail. "We aren't far now."

Thank. Fucking. God.

Mira points at a thin line of grey against the pale winter sky. "See that smoke? That's their camp."

My shoulders sag with relief as I stare at the back of Kellan's head. His broad shoulders haven't slowed once during our trek, and here I am ready to collapse. "Have I slowed you all down?"

"Not at all." Mira's smile warms her words. "We don't always scout in wolf form, you know."

"Why not?" It hadn't occurred to me that they would do that, but now that she's mentioned it—well, why wouldn't they? "Wouldn't it be easier?"

snow, her boots sending up a sparkling spray. "Things are different when we're shifted. We don't make a habit of staying in

"Different how?"

primal. Instincts take over. Pack bonds grow stronger, but complex reasoning becomes harder. Plus, clothes are a pain to deal with. No one likes shifting

back. His

in harsh pants that crystallize in front of

cooking meat makes my mouth water. The promise of warmth and food urges

across the snow as she

wave back, a silver blur crashes through the snow. Selene slams into me with the force of a furry semi, knocking me flat on my back. Her tongue assaults my face

stop!" I laugh, trying to shield my face from her assault. "Your breath

Snow clings to my clothes, but I don't care

doing all the way out here?" Ava squeezes me back

cheeks. She looks better than I do after a night in

actually. But once Vanessa shoves this meal down my throat, I've got a lot

deep in conversation with Marcus, their heads bent together as they discuss whatever important

you caught

snorts. "The men caught a moose. I'm just going to help

laughs and loops her arm through mine, leading me toward the tent.

Vanessa methodically packs supplies into neat bundles, barely sparing us a glance as

Most tents I've ever seen camping are small. Not the kind you

but Greg snored

me as Ava has me sit on what appears to be a folded sleeping bag. My muscles protest the movement—I'll definitely feel this trek tomorrow. But

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